President spoils me again today

At the moment of hearing this, cen Qinghe's whole body tightened subconsciously, and his hands clenched to form a fist; Jin Jiatong's eyes glared and she wanted to step forward, but she suddenly softened her legs. If it wasn't for Cai Xinyuan's support, she would have to lie on the ground.

The nurse pushed the bed slowly to them, Rao is a group of big men, at this time also can't help crying. A nurse gently lifted the white sheet on the dead man's face, and a middle-aged man's face, different from Dingtian, appeared. In a flash, some people cried, some people choked, some people opened their eyes and choked in their throat, and some people squatted down and cried in silence after being stunned for a few seconds.

CEN Qinghe was the last one to squat on the ground and cry. She was so scared that she was so afraid of the dead that she still stared at the face on the bed for a few seconds without blinking. Her brain seemed to be hard to use. She recognized for a long time before confirming that this person was not the top of the sky. She admitted that her cry did not exclude the component of crying with joy.

Fortunately, it's not the sky.

Jin Jiatong is the same. Seeing that the dead is not the top of the sky, she immediately turns around and hugs Cai Xinyuan beside her, weeping. Cai Xinyuan caresses Jin Jiatong's back, as if to comfort her, but her hands are shaking all the time.

Jia Yong, the leader of the gang, is 46 years old. His eldest daughter is still in college, and his youngest son is in junior high school. His family is from southern Henan. His wife has never been on a plane. Now she is flying from southern Henan to night city.

CEN Qinghe was waiting outside the operating room when her colleagues told her that she was worried and uneasy. She kept saying, "it will be OK. Now medical technology is so advanced that there is no one that can't be cured. We have to trust doctors."

In fact, what she has been reciting in her heart is Buddha's blessing.

Maybe she knew that sometimes, it depends on fate.

But even so, cen Qinghe never thought that a living human life would be gone. From her lying in the arms of shangshao City, she knew about it, until now, it was only two hours before and after. How could she be gone?

She vaguely remembers that when she went to the exhibition hall to find Dingtian, she seemed to have met Jia Yong, but she didn't know that just a few days later, they were separated by Yin and Yang. If she knew, she would tell him to be careful not to step on that beam.

The breath of death enveloped everyone around. In the distance, there were other patients' families hiding nearby. They knew that the dead people did not come forward, and they all felt the fragility of life. Then they inquired about the reason why they lost their lives. They could not help whispering, "is it Shengtian's property? It's a big deal this time. "

"Well, I heard it was a construction accident, not an accident."

"Ah? Will this happen to Shengtian's property? "

"What can't happen now? I guess it was just lucky that no one was killed before. "

There is no airtight wall in the world, and there is no fire in the paper. In the hospital alone, there are already people talking about the rumors. While waiting for the results of the operation, cen Qinghe received several phone calls, no doubt from colleagues, saying that there was an accident in the exhibition hall, the police had sealed off the scene, and all the workers had withdrawn, At present, Shengtian and the police have sent people to inspect the scene to determine the specific cause of the accident.

CEN Qinghe's intuition tells her that things will not go in a good direction.

People's lives have been caused in the hospital. Shengtian should use the relationship as much as possible to block media opinion. No matter what the truth is, as long as we link Shengtian with people's lives, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to a company specializing in real estate.

CEN Qinghe didn't call Shang Shaocheng. He guessed that he must be very busy now, but Shang Shaocheng called her halfway and asked where she was.

CEN Qinghe hid in an empty place and whispered, "I came to the hospital with Zhao Changfeng in the morning. He went to greet the reporter. I'm still waiting for the result at the door of the operating room." Pause for a while, she is very difficult to open the mouth, "with the top of the sky together from the height of the injured, has been confirmed dead."

Shang Shaocheng couldn't hear the big mood swings. He just said, "I've got the news."

CEN Qinghe felt very sad. There were too many feelings intertwined, such as the pity of Jia Yong for leaving his orphan and widowed mother behind, the worry about his life and death, and the bewilderment and complaint about the whole accident.

She pursed her lips and was silent, but the sad atmosphere spread to shangshao city. He said softly, "there will be nothing wrong with Dingtian. I'll send someone to contact the best doctor in the hospital and make sure to cure him."

Shangshaocheng's voice seems to have a kind of magic power, which makes Cen Qinghe instinctively convinced. As long as he says it's OK, it will be OK.

Nodding, she said: "you don't have to worry about my side. I'll call you as soon as there's news on the top day. Where's your side? Is there anything I can do for you? "

Shang Shaocheng replied: "you can help me to watch the sky, others will be dealt with."

CEN Qinghe is obedient and knows that in front of such things, her strength is too weak to help him. It's helpful not to let him worry.

He was very busy, and they talked for more than a minute. He said that if something happened, he would hang up first. Cen Qinghe went back to the door of the operating room with his mobile phone.

At this moment, some of the workers have temporarily left to deal with the affairs behind for Jia Yong, and some of them have a good relationship with Dingtian, so they stay and wait for news.

Xu is the reason why Shang Shaocheng said hello to the hospital in private. No one came out of the operating room. He asked his family members to sign the risk consent. He waited for more than 40 minutes. The door opened in front of him and the doctor and nurse came out with the bed.

A group of people quickly get up and go around. Cen Qinghe subconsciously looks to the bed, but he sees that Dingtian's face is still exposed outside, and a nurse helps him hold the infusion bottle.

He's alive. He's alive.

Having witnessed a death with her own eyes, now it seems more precious to be alive. Cen Qinghe Yuguang glimpses that Jin Jiatong and Cai Xinyuan are crying. She also wants to cry, but for the first time, she keeps calm and asks, "doctor, what's the matter with my friend?"

The doctor took off his mask and said aloud, "the injured man fell from a height of seven or eight meters. There was no buffer in the way. After the fall, he was stabbed by sharp objects in his chest and legs, suffered multiple rib fractures and comminuted leg fractures. We performed lung puncture repair for him. Now he is not in danger, but he has to be sent to ICU for observation for 24 hours. If there is no adverse condition after the operation, It will be transferred to the general ward. "

Hearing this, cen Qinghe decided to pick up a life in the sky and said thank you to the doctor.

The doctor added: "the injured person's left leg was seriously injured. In addition, he lost too much blood when he was delivered. Although we helped him to connect the bone well, we can't rule out the sequelae after recovery."

This words a, just put down the heart of a few people at the same time face a change, cen Qinghe for the first time see Jin Jiatong stare eyes, nervous to the face bloodless asked: "what sequelae?"

"The doctor said:" to put it a little bit more popular, it is likely to be lame

Cai Xinyuan instinctively clenches Jin Jiatong's hand, and Cen Qinghe's heart is covered with great sadness. She loves both Dingtian and Jin Jiatong. They are good people, and they are rare good people in the world. The two good people finally get together. Before the official start, they happen to meet such a thing

Almost subconsciously, she asked the doctor in a positive tone, "you said it's just possible, is it possible to recover well, or maybe there will be no sequelae left?"

Doctor on Cen Qinghe's line of sight, nodded back: "this is of course."

Hearing this, cen Qinghe immediately went to hold Jin Jiatong's hand and said: "don't be afraid of Jiatong. Dingtian is a blessed man. He will be fine."

Jin Jiatong held Cen Qinghe's hand in a low voice, but he said firmly: "I'm not afraid. I'll go back and cook pig bone soup for him. When he wakes up, I can drink it. We have a kind of black pig over there. It's best to cook soup with black pig bone for bones."

CEN Qinghe didn't cry before, but he blurred his sight at this moment.

The doctor consoled a few words, saying that the operation was successful and focused on postoperative conditioning.

Several people with the nurse to the top day sent to ICU, Jin Jiatong red eyes looking at the glass room lying people, reluctant to leave.

CEN Qinghe and Cai Xinyuan are watching outside. They are both crying. Not long after, cen Qinghe's mobile phone rings and sees that the caller on the screen is one of the workers, Gao Yang.

CEN Qinghe quickly connected, "Hello, Gao Yang."

"I got my sister-in-law. We are on the first floor," Gao said

"Well, I'll go down right now and wait for me."

CEN Qinghe hung up and said to Cai Xinyuan: "you accompany Jiatong. I'll go down and have a look. Jia Yong's wife is here."

Cai Xinyuan answered: "go, I'm here."

CEN Qinghe rushes downstairs. Gao Yang and several other workers are accompanying Jia Yong's wife. The woman obviously cries all the way and looks on the verge of collapse.

They are all big men who don't know how to comfort others. Fortunately, cen Qinghe came. Although it was the first time to meet her, cen Qinghe came forward and held her hand. Her eyes were soft and firm, and she said in a low voice, "sister-in-law, you must hold on. There are still children at home."

The woman's hand is shaking. She seems to want to hold Cen Qinghe very hard, but she finds it in vain.

CEN Qinghe felt her depression, so he grasped it hard.

Jia Yong is currently parking in the morgue. Cen Qinghe accompanies the woman to the morgue. Everyone stays outside the door. Only the woman goes in by herself. After about ten seconds, a heartrending cry suddenly comes from the door.

Everyone outside the door was red eyed, and so was Cen Qinghe. Although he was not a relative, he was a fresh life. Someone around him angrily scolded: "which engineering team built the house? I'll take his life! "